SEDNA: The Feminine Wound That Remembers — and the Power That Awakens When We Refuse to Abandon Ourselves

There are some wounds we never participated in and never consented to.

Patterns we did not create.

Emotional imprints we carry quietly in the body, the breath, the nervous system.

They show up as:

    •    freezing instead of fighting,

    •    silence instead of truth,

    •    caretaking instead of receiving,

    •    avoiding instead of choosing,

    •    dissociating instead of presence,

    •    taking emotional crumbs and calling it love.

These are not personality flaws.

They are lineage stories living in the body.

And no archetype captures this more than Sedna —

the goddess of betrayal, abandonment, and ultimately, the resurrection of feminine power.

Sedna is the point in the chart where the feminine lineage froze in terror…

and where you are now being asked to thaw.

Before we explore the astrology, you must first meet her.

Not the symbol.

Not the asteroid.

The woman beneath the sea.

THE MYTH OF SEDNA

There are many myths of Sedna but they all carry a common theme. Here is a basic overview of the Inuit myth of her story that I find most accurate in chart overlays where she sits prominently.

A story that reveals the deepest truth about feminine wounding — and the origin of its power.

Sedna is a young woman whose father grows impatient with her. Suitors reject her. She rejects them. Either way, she becomes an inconvenience — a burden he wants to resolve.

Eventually she is coerced into an arranged marriage with a man who appears elegant, wealthy, and kind.

But once Sedna arrives in his remote home, the truth is revealed:

He is no man.

He is a raven — cruel, predatory, deceptive.

When her parents visit, Sedna begs to leave.

Desperate and afraid, her father finally agrees, and they flee under the cover of fear.

But the raven discovers her escape.

He swoops violently over their small kayak, black wings beating against the sky, his rage threatening to capsize the boat. Her father panics.

In his terror, he does the unthinkable.

He throws his daughter — his only child — overboard into the freezing Arctic sea.

Sedna fights her way back to the edge of the kayak, clinging to life with numb fingers.

Instead of saving her, her father takes his knife…

and chops off each of her fingers, one by one.

Her severed fingers sink beneath the surface

— transforming into seals, whales, and fish, the entire nourishment of the Northern world.

Sedna, betrayed and mutilated, falls to the ocean floor.

Fingerless.

Abandoned.

Forever changed.

She becomes ruler of the sea —

keeper of nourishment, mother of the creatures who feed humankind.

But she is not gentle.

When she is angry, she withholds food.

When she is grieving, she entraps the spirits of the dead.

When she is violated, she refuses to give.

In the old stories, a shaman must journey into the depths to soothe her —

combing her tangled hair, pleading with her, begging forgiveness, showing her the hungry children who wait above the ice.

Sometimes she softens.

Sometimes she does not.

Sedna is not healed by being saved.

She becomes powerful by refusing to be abandoned again.

WHAT SEDNA REPRESENTS IN ASTROLOGY

Sedna is where:

    •    your lineage learned to silence itself,

    •    your needs were punished or ignored,

    •    you were taught to feed others with pieces of yourself,

    •    betrayal shaped your sense of safety,

    •    you froze instead of fought,

    •    self-sacrifice felt necessary for survival,

    •    emotional starvation became familiar,

    •    your intuitive truth was severed.

Sedna is not the wound.

Sedna is the place where the wound stored itself.

It is the moment the feminine lineage froze…

and the point where you are now meant to thaw.

But Sedna doesn’t operate loudly for everyone.

Her influence is specific.

Precise.

Degree-sensitive.

Mythic rather than mundane.

But, if she sits prominently or is activated in a transit, you will hear her.

And she surfaces to help you heal - and grow.

WHEN SEDNA SPEAKS LOUDLY — AND WHEN SHE REMAINS QUIET

Sedna’s orbit is 11,400 years long.

She moves slowly and deliberately —

so slowly that in a single lifetime she typically crosses only two, maybe three zodiac signs.

Because of this, Sedna’s influence is incredibly degree-sensitive.

A 1° orb is powerful.

2° is possible.

More than 3° is usually too soft to feel unless activated.

Sedna usually only plays loudly when she touches something exactly.

Sedna becomes a major force when she is:

    •    conjunct the Ascendant, Midheaven, Descendant, or IC,

    •    conjunct the Sun, Moon, Mercury, Venus, or Mars,

    •    or in exact aspect to Chiron, Ceres, or Pluto.

If Sedna does not touch anything directly, she usually stays quiet — a myth sleeping at the bottom of the ocean.

But if she touches a core part of your chart?

She becomes a spiritual initiator.

A karmic gateway.

A lineage healer.

A shamanic calling.

A place of reclamation that shapes your destiny.

WHEN SEDNA IS RETROGRADE — THE OCEAN CALLS YOU BACK

Sedna retrograde is not chaotic like Mercury retrograde.

It is not disruptive like Venus retrograde.

It does not dismantle like Pluto retrograde.

Sedna retrograde is ancestral memory rising.

It feels like:

    •    thawing

    •    remembering

    •    recovering intuition

    •    retrieving abandoned parts of yourself

    •    softening numbness

    •    dissolving freeze responses

    •    returning to the bottom of your own ocean

    •    reconnecting with your emotional truth

    •    breaking ancient contracts of self-betrayal

Sedna retrograde is a healing descent.

This is the season where you reclaim what was once severed.

And we are in a retrograde season with her now.

THE POWER OF A SEDNA TRANSIT

Because Sedna moves through so few signs per lifetime,

her transits to personal planets or angles are extremely rare —

and profoundly significant when they do hit.

Many people will never experience:

    •    Sedna conjunct their Sun

    •    Sedna square their Moon

    •    Sedna touching their Venus

    •    Sedna crossing their Ascendant

    •    Sedna aspecting their Ceres, Chiron, or Midheaven

If Sedna does activate a planet or angle in your chart?

It is not random.

It is a soul contract.

Sedna transits mark:

    •    spiritual turning points

    •    motherline healing

    •    an end to emotional abandonment

    •    reclamation of your voice

    •    a return to self-attunement

    •    thawing long-frozen trauma

    •    reclaiming your original feminine power

    •    initiation into your deeper calling

Sedna transits help retrieve parts of you that were lost.

They bring you back into coherence with your soul.

HOW TO WORK WITH SEDNA’S ENERGY

Sedna is not a mind-based archetype.

She works through the body, the breath, and the places where your nervous system still holds ancient stories.

To work with Sedna is to practice self-attunement —

the medicine your lineage was denied.

Here’s how to partner with Sedna now:

1. Track your freeze.

Notice where you numb, withdraw, or go silent.

This is Sedna showing you the wound.

2. Listen for quiet truth.

Sedna’s intuition is subtle.

She speaks from the depths, not the surface.

3. Break emotional starvation cycles.

Where have you been surviving on crumbs?

Sedna calls for nourishment.

4. Validate your emotional reality.

You are not “too much.”

You were just never attuned to.

5. Reparent your nervous system.

Warmth, rest, safety, slowness, softness —

these are Sedna offerings.

6. Honor sacred anger.

Her rage is not destructive.

It is a boundary.

It is where you stop abandoning yourself.

7. Give voice to what was never spoken.

Writing, storytelling, sharing your truth —

Sedna heals through expression.

8. Heal the motherline consciously.

Sedna and Ceres together are the portal to generational repair.

9. Let your evolution take its time.

Sedna does not rush.

She works over years, not days.

She transforms lineages, not moments.

THE HEART OF SEDNA’S TEACHING

Sedna does not demand perfection.

She asks for presence.

She asks you to stop dropping yourself into the ocean to keep everyone else afloat.

She asks you to reclaim the pieces you severed to survive.

She asks you to remember your truth, even when the world taught you to freeze it.

Sedna is the place in your chart where the feminine lineage was abandoned

—and the place where you choose yourself again.

She is not the wound.

She is the threshold.

She is the descent that leads you home.

She is the power that rises when you finally say:

I will no longer abandon myself.

The Distorted Feminine - Healing the Shadow We Build & Inherit, Awakening the Essence We Become

There is a moment each of us has faced at some point, where the mirror we look into, refuses to lie.

Where the masks we’ve worn, the over-giving we’ve normalized, and the countless ways we’ve contorted ourselves, to be loved, can no longer stay hidden.

It is in these liminal moments that something deeper rises - not to shame us, but to liberate.

Over the past year I’ve had a master course in the Divine Feminine. I’ve met both my shadow and I’ve been shown the distortion.

And in the past few weeks of Scorpio Season, I’ve felt this intensity increase and work like a surgeon in my life, cutting away illusions with uncanny precision.

The Grand Water Trine forming in the sky this week has been a quiet revelation: a reminder that the feminine is not something we perform…she’s something we return to.

The distorted feminine isn’t a flaw.
Its a wound-compensation pattern.

And underneath the wound, something unbroken awaits.

This is the story of how I found her again - and how you can too.

What the Distorted Feminine Really Is

Most conversations about “feminine healing” flatten everything into one generalized concept.

But the truth is far more nuanced.

And in my humble opinion, it is understanding that nuance that unlocks real transformation.

The distorted feminine is not the feminine herself - it’s the feminine in defense mode, the version of us that learned survival strategies when tenderness and innocence wasn’t safe.

But to understand her, we must first name the layer beneath her.

The Wounded Feminine vs. The Distorted Feminine

Before we can heal the feminine, we have to understand the two layers within her: the wound and the adaptation.

The wounded feminine carries the original pain, while the distorted feminine is the survival pattern built on top of it.

One holds the truth; the other holds the mask.

Naming the difference is what frees us from self-blame and opens the doorway to real transformation.

It allows us the clarity to see the mirror with compassion rather than cruelty.

The Wounded Feminine

The wounded feminine is the part of you that was never properly attuned to.

She is the little girl inside you who:

• learned that love was conditional

• felt she had to work for, or earn, connection

• was shamed for needing or wanting

• felt unseen, unheard, or “too much”

• was raised by mothers who were wounded themselves

• inherited ancestral trauma and emotional neglect patterns

She holds:

• grief

• longing

• tenderness

• unmet needs

• the internal longing or ache for what should have been

She is innocent, always.

She is not manipulative.

She is not strategic.

She simply is hurting.

What she wants is basic:

• safety

• connection

• nurturing

• permission to exist in raw authenticity without performance

When she is met with true honesty and compassion, she heals.

The Distorted Feminine

The distorted feminine also forms in the spaces where we were never fully seen. The origin is the same.

But, she emerges when the wounded feminine builds armor, or protection, to stay safe and function.

She is the wounded feminine turned strategist.

She is the feminine in survival mode - performing, protecting, compensating.

She uses:

• over-giving to avoid abandonment

• caretaking as a way to feel valued

• sexual energy or allure to gain validation

• charisma instead of authentic connection and intimacy

• spiritual glamour in place of true embodiment

• emotional manipulation (not always conscious)

• control or clinging to feel safe

• energetic siphoning when ungrounded or deeply disconnected

• hyper-receptivity as entitlement vs. true openness to receive

She is not “evil” or “toxic”.

She is spiritually bypassing. Or, in other words, she is doing whatever it takes not to feel her original wound.

She is a mask.

A shield.

A survival form of self.

And she looks on the surface, like the feminine.

But it is a masquerade.

And, while this aspect of yourself once protected you, she cannot lead you into true sovereignty, love, or embodiment.

How to Tell Them Apart

A clear distinction:

• The wounded feminine is in pain.

• The distorted feminine performs.

• The wounded feminine collapses or withdraws.

• The distorted feminine grasps, seduces, or controls.

• The wounded feminine’s basic desire is love.

• The distorted feminine wants “safety” disguised as power.

Once you understand this, everything begins to soften and shift.

You stop shaming yourself.

You stop repeating patterns.

You stop mistaking nervous system excitement for true emotional intimacy.

And you start reclaiming your true feminine essence.

The Five Expressions of the Distorted Feminine

Here’s how she commonly shows up - in you, in me, and in the world around us.

1. Overgiving and Energy Leakage

Giving so much emotional or energetic effort that we drain ourselves.

Stepping into the unasked position of the container, the healer, and/or the “strong one” hoping that it earns love.

But sovereignty never grows where boundaries collapse.

2. Performing Through Overwork

This is the part of us that believes we must hustle and work harder to be worthy.

It is a form of hyper-independence that typically forms as a trauma response.

We learn to numb and ignore our own needs through productivity.

We self-subjugate to serve others and “prove” ourselves to “earn” love and approval.

Ultimately, this is the feminine disconnected from self; from pleasure and intuition.

3. The Glamour Wound

Using fabricated charisma, allure, psychic magnetism, or mystique as a substitute for true, authentic connection.

It mimics power on the surface - but it doesn’t create true intimacy.

This is the shadow twin of the Embodied Feminine’s natural radiance. And it can never be truly mimicked in any real, sustainable way.

4. Dependency and Control Patterns

When the inner child is terrified of abandonment, the feminine learns to hold on in whatever ways she can.

Dependency forms when safety is externalized - when someone else becomes the source of worth, stability, or identity.

When your worth is tethered to another person’s response, your power flows out of you.

Control is the nervous system’s attempt to prevent pain before it happens.

It arises when the nervous system cannot tolerate uncertainty, so the feminine grasps, performs, or subtly “manages” the connection to avoid feeling unchosen.

These patterns are not always manipulative at their root; they are protective.

They come from a place where vulnerability once met rejection, where needs were unmet or shamed, where consistency was unpredictable.

The distorted feminine tries to secure connection through strategies instead of presence - clinging, performing, caretaking or assuming other roles to anchor someone close. But these dynamics only deepen the underlying ache.

Healing begins when we return that power to ourself: tending the fears beneath the grasping, offering yourself the emotional security you once outsourced, and learning to stay grounded and regulated even when the outcomes are unknown.

From here, connection becomes a choice, not a survival strategy - and love becomes something that expands you rather than consumes you.

Healing is learning to be with yourself in the moments you once demanded someone else fill.

The feminine becomes embodied when she can stay with herself even when she fears being left.

5. Disconnection from Source

This is the root of all distortion.

When we disconnect from:

• intuition

• body

• Spirit

• emotional grounding

…we lose the ability to self-source our feminine radiance and power.

We siphon energy.

We attach to other'people’s power.

We confuse drama and excitement for desire, and chaos for chemistry. Ultimately, we seek fulfillment in others, only to find ourselves more empty in return.

True power comes from alignment, not extraction.

My Initiation Into This Season of Feminine Truth

While I have been healing feminine for a few years now, this past year has shown me mirrors both in myself and others that I simply could no longer avoid.

I saw with painstaking clarity the places where I was subconsciously leaking energy, stuck in well intentioned but dysfunctional fix and save patterns, and trying to prove myself and seek external validation.

I saw how ancestral patterns of emotional neglect have shaped my nervous system and primed my feminine expression.

I saw how someone else’s wounded distortion mirrored the parts of me that were still healing - not to shame me, but to awaken me.

And the moment the illusion cracked, something inside of me softened.

I recognized where I was performing.

I saw where I was chasing and still trying to subconsciously control outcomes.

I stopped contorting myself and giving away my power.

And I started intentionally choosing truth and authenticity.

And it was within these cracks, that I found my deeper essence again.

I began to see my own radiance, intuition, and creativity.

What the Embodied Feminine Actually Feels Like

She is not an aesthetic.

She is not perfect.

She is not a guru.

She is presence.

She is:

• soft but not fragile

• receptive but not collapsed

• intuitive without needing evidence

• magnetic simply because she is aligned

• rooted in her body

• connected deeply to Source

• sovereign in her choices

• emotionally attuned without self-abandonment

She doesn’t earn love.

She embodies love.

She doesn’t force outcomes.

She is able to feel deeply without losing her own center.

She co-creates with life rather than forcing outcomes.

She does not abandon herself ever again.

How to Heal the Distorted Feminine

This is where shadow becomes alchemy.

1. Return to Your Body

Re-root into your body, because the feminine cannot heal from the mind - she heals through sensation, slowness, and presence.

This is where your nervous system unravels its old patterns, where breath becomes medicine, and where root and sacral work anchor you back into yourself.

When your body feels safe, your heart opens, your intuition strengthens, and true transformation finally becomes possible.

2. Source Your Worth Internally

The feminine collapses when her worth depends on someone else’s attention.

She rises when she sources her value from the well of her own being.

Come home to your inner altar - the part of you that remembers you are already whole. And already enough.

Rebuilding self-worth begins with self-attunement: listening to your body, meeting your own needs, and offering yourself the emotional presence you once sought externally.

When you become the one who sees, holds, and validates your own heart, you stop chasing what was never meant to define you.

And from that place of wholeness, nourishment, and love, nothing external can diminish you.

3. Close Energy Leaks

Your energy is sacred - but the distorted feminine spills it everywhere she was never meant to go.

Energy leaks form when we over-give, over-explain, over-function, are so porous we energetically merge without realizing it, slip into old patterns like “fix and save”, or emotionally anchor ourselves to people who have not earned access to us.

This is not compassion - it is abandonment of the self.

Begin calling your energy back into your body, moment by moment.

Ask: “Is this mine to hold?” and let your system respond.

When you stop bleeding your life force into space that cannot nourish you, your field strengthens, your intuition sharpens, and your natural feminine magnetism returns.

4. Rebuild Trust With Your Intuition

Your intuition is not a whisper - it is a remembering.

But when the feminine is wounded, she doubts her inner knowing, overriding her body in favor of external guidance, approval, or logic.

The path back is not grand or dramatic; it is a series of small, sacred yeses.

Let your intuition rebuild itself through micro-trust: following the soft pull, honoring the subtle no, moving towards what opens you and what naturally lights you up.

As you respond to your inner voice with devotion, your channel clears, your confidence returns, and the noise that once confused you falls away.

5. Accept the Mirror Without Collapsing

Every relationship, conflict, or trigger we hold reveals something valuable - a part of you that is ready to be healed. Not what is wrong with you.

The distorted feminine collapses under the weight of the mirror, sits in avoidance or denial, or falls into patterns of projection and blame.

The embodied feminine meets it with honesty, curiosity, and compassion.

Allow what is reflected to be information, not condemnation.

Let is soften instead of shatter you.

When you can see your shadows without abandoning your heart, the mirror becomes medicine, and every experience becomes an invitation back to your deeper truth.

6. Reclaim Your Sacred Power

Your power is not force - it is remembrance.

The distorted feminine grasps for control because she feels powerless inside, but the embodied feminine reclaims her power by returning to her truth.

This reclamation doesn’t come from using, performing, or proving - it comes from choosing yourself again and again in the quiet places where no one else is watching.

Let your voice rise.

Let your creativity flow.

Let your boundaries speak for you.

Move, write, pray, breathe, and allow your inner fire to return to your body.

When you stop outsourcing your own strength and begin to embody it yourself, you become the source of your own magnetism.

Your presence becomes a portal.

And your life begins to rearrange itself around the woman you have finally remembered yourself to be.

We Are Entering A New Feminine Timeline

Scorpio Season has been relentless this year, but necessary.

And the Grand Water Trine above us - Sun, Saturn, and Jupiter - have been a blessing disguised as clarity.

It is dissolving distortion.

Softening our hearts.

Strengthening boundaries.

Activating deeper intuition.

Returning us to Source.

Your feminine essence is not something you ever have to chase or earn.

She is what remains when all the layers you have built to protect yourself begin to fall away and you give her the deep nourishment, love, and true safety she is craving.

As I write this, I can feel the old skin dissolving - the places where I contorted myself to be loved and accepted, the parts of me that hustled, performed, and carried emotional weight that was never mine to burden alone.

The many times I tried to micromanage and “do all the things” to achieve a goal or outcome I so desired.

But these patterns no longer hold power here.

I have done my healing, faced myself squarely, and tended to my inner child.

And now, a new feminine timeline is opening, one rooted in softness, clarity, and sovereignty.

And perhaps that is the quiet miracle of this season: realizing that the Embodied Feminine was never something we had to strive for, create, or earn.

She was what remained after we surrendered the distortion and parts of ourselves that still begged for us to see them and heal.

She was the voice beneath the noise, the wisdom beneath the wound, the woman beneath the armor.

And now, she rises - not as performance, but as our most sacred truth.

Let me know what part of this piece resonated most with you.

Much love along your journey,

Seraph

The Tower & The Child: The Alchemy of Letting Go

When I pulled The Tower this morning, I smiled the way you do when sometimes the cards call your soul’s bluff.

Scorpio season always brings lessons in destruction and renewal—but this year, the themes are sharper.

I’m walking through my Chiron return, a season of reckoning and rebirth, with my progressed Moon in Scorpio illuminating what must be released.

So it feels fitting to write about one of my own Tower moments—the kind that unravels everything you think you know about love, faith, and control.

As someone born with a natal complex with Pluto, I’ve known my fair share of collapse and resurrection.

But one particular initiation—the one that first cracked my heart wide open—began the day I became a foster parent.

The Call to Nurture

Over a decade ago, I answered the quiet call to foster.

But, like many things in life, you don’t realize what that commitment means until you are in the middle of it—until your heart becomes both sanctuary and battlefield.

Sometimes, fostering is simple sacred service: a temporary place of healing until a child can safely return home.

But there are also cases where your intuition whispers that returning home may not bring safety or stability.

Those are the ones that keep you awake at night—the ones that test your trust in the Divine’s plan.

My very first placement was such a case.

A bright, beautiful child whose spirit seemed to shine despite all he’d endured.

For six months, I was his entire world—and he, mine.

I took time off work to care for him full-time, channeling every ounce of love and intention into creating safety, rhythm, and warmth.

At the time, I was just beginning to practice manifestation and energy work.

Each month, I visualized his future: a home filled with laughter, security, and belonging.

I set intentions, cleared trauma, and believed I was co-creating the outcome with Spirit.

And miracles did happen.

His health improved, his joy returned, his energy radiated wholeness again.

Then came the call.

A family member—previously deemed unfit—was granted custody.

My knees buckled. The anger, grief, and disbelief came in waves.

And after the storm, only silence remained.

It was in that silence that I finally began to hear what the Divine had been whispering all along.

The Fall

That silence became my teacher.

It showed me that I had not been surrendering—I had been bargaining.

I had wrapped control in the language of faith, gripping the outcome because I was terrified of losing what I had grown to so deeply love.

It was a revelation that cut straight to my core wound:

that deep, ancient belief that safety depends on control.

That love will abandon me unless I manage every variable.

That the unknown cannot be trusted.

But true surrender is not passive.

It is an act of sacred courage—a willingness to release your timeline and trust that the Divine intelligence within all things knows more than you do.

When I finally unclenched my heart and let go, I felt something remarkable: the quiet hum of peace beneath all of the layers of pain.

It was as if the Universe exhaled through me, whispering, “Now, let Me.”

The Tower fell, but in its rubble, I found truth.

That love does not need control to be real.

That faith begins precisely where certainty ends.

That the soul’s evolution often hides inside the heartbreaks we resist most.

The Alchemy of Allowing

This is the Scorpionic art—the sacred death that precedes rebirth.

To allow is not to give up; it is to stop interfering with the Divine choreography.

When we surrender, the ego mourns what it cannot fix, but the soul begins to bloom in the dark.

That’s the paradox: our deepest transformation doesn’t come from holding on—it comes from allowing collapse to do its most sacred work.

The moment I stopped clinging to how I thought things should unfold, the energy shifted.

Grace entered.

I began to feel life moving through me rather than against me.

It was as if the Universe took my broken plans and wove them into a pattern too vast for me to initially see.

This was not loss.

It was initiation.

And through it, I was reborn into my Empress self—the mother who loves without possession, who is learning to create without demand, and who trusts the unseen cycles of death and rebirth. Breaking the generational cycles before me, and helping to heal ancestral patterning that has been carried in my lineage for far too long.

The Rebuild

From that soil of surrender, everything changed.

My intuition opened.

My spiritual gifts began to softly awaken.

My understanding of love transformed.

Looking back, I see that The Tower never came to destroy me—it came to free me.

It stripped away the illusion that I was ever in control, revealing the truth that I have always been held.

Sometimes grace wears the mask of devastation.

Sometimes love’s highest act is to let go.

And sometimes, the collapse you fear most is simply your soul rearranging itself into greater alignment.

Final Blessing

If you are standing in your own Tower moment, trembling at the edge of surrender, know this:

You are not being punished—you are being purified.

The fire is making space for what’s real.

Let it.

Because when you finally release the need to control the outcome,

you make room for miracles that were waiting for your yes all along.

Wishing you much love along your journey, now and always,

Seraph